New paintings and regular art updates.
My boy was here first
My boy is patient
He’s cute
His eyes close and he smiles.
My boy is not a large cat
He’s compact
Just the right size.
My boy is a tuxedo cat,
He wears it well.
This is his space.
He owns it,
Belongs here
Warm and friendly
He is mine
I am his.
Two gold rings, drawing for #bandofsketchers prompt ‘Gold’ today. I shake sometimes these days so the drawings are a bit wobbly! Permanent markers and felt pens on cartridge paper. Added dots to give an idea of textured cloth under the Rings…
Looking out the window she saw a strange metallic structure had risen overnight. Where once there had been fields beyond the treeline now the metal was greeting the dawn. It must be 50 meters high, would it be filled in like a building or was this superstructure it? What was it?
Slowly as she watched the metal started to glow. First white hot, then blue hot. She saw the structure growing, upwards, sideways, forwards, and backwards. The light settled and she saw it had grown like a crystal, now it had reached the trees….. She waited… Would it expand again?
Baubles and glitter
Owlish glass eyes
Tinsel and paper chains
Stationary supplies
Could be for Christmas
Could be for spring
Maybe for summer
A decorative thing….
What is this poem?
Totally daft
Owling not owing
Writing this draft.
Oh no! Hubby bought chocolates for Christmas, a big box…. But then we decided to open them. I’ve had five and feel really guilty and a bit ill. Hubby’s eaten about ten! We should not do this. It’s not healthy. But I couldn’t resist the sweet and smooth flavours of them. I’m going to put them in the back of a cupboard so they can be enjoyed next week with our coffee.
When I was a child there used to be adverts of a man scaling a wall in the dark, climbing through a window and leaving a box of chocolates with a card… Not sure but I think it had the man’s silhouette on it? The tag line was ‘and all because the lady loves milk tray’. Chocolates were romantic in those days, not the cause of diabetes!
I keep finding old photos of my drawings over the last few months. This was day 25 of our Urban Sketchers challenge to draw pictures in lockdown. Over the months I’ve had more drawing practice than I had for several years before.
I notice the tricycle, that had to have new back wheels one of the old ones collapsed and the other one was almost rusted through. And the copper coloured windmill that fell apart in a heavy wind!
The blossom was pink and white cherry and pear blossom. Billowing and beautiful, we had abundant fruit this year. Only five or six months to wait before it comes back.
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Probably soapstone. This little carved angel came from a craft fair a year ago. She sat with an open book, made of clay, sitting on her hands. Now that’s disappeared so she has a small heart made of glass, balanced there instead.
Is she something that requires a votive offering? An indulgence? No, she is just there. Pretty rather than profound. I don’t really know why I bought her, but she feels friendly….
It sits on the slim bookcase that holds the land line. The bookcase that holds nail varnish and glasses cases as well as other things. Not the tidiest house….
We sang together
Here choirs
Stood and sang
The Music rose
And swirled
Susserations
Chords
Sybillance,
Words mix
Like kneaded dough
Pummeled and pushed
Descant rise
Low voices rumble
Carrying the highs
Above them.
Leasure and pleasure
Through sound
Alto
Bass
Tenor
Soprano
In harmony.
Fifteen minute sketch, #skyportraitartistoftheyear. I just tried drawing Carlos Acosta in mid air. Bit scrappy, charcoal pencil…
The winner of the competition, Curtis Holder is doing a ten thousand pounds commission portrait of Acosta for display in the Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery.
I wish the sitters were set up so you could watch TV and paint or draw them, it’s an enjoyable programme.
Just watching#skyportraitartistoftheyear Eddie Izzard was the sitter. Found a reasonably close image to what they are painting today off the Internet. I haven’t worked out how to find images of the sitters on the Web page. I must be doing something wrong. Anyway this was a quick 25 minute sketch. Using a unipin 0.8 black fine line pen. Which was running out
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